damn! I cant seem to write ANYthing! DAMN damn damn!

"Love is happiness given back and forth"
:)

Yesterday I went to look at the sea. In spite of being so dirty, the sea mesmerized me. I looked at the waves falling over each other, rolling , and I could have stood there looking at the waves forever. There is something so alluring about the water coming in crashing and then receding. Clockwork, in and out. Nature is like that, people are like that. Clockwork. If you suck in your breath and taste it on your tongue, you can taste the salt, a hint of it. The sea wind gets in your hair, and tosses it about, whips it across your face.

Yesterday I was walking back home late at night when it began to pour. There was a lovely coldplay song playing on my playlist. And I could feel the tiredness creep into my walk. After a while I couldn't walk straight anymore. But the song pulled me on, and just to be able to be alone, in the darkness made me happy. I could play on the steps again.

and so it rained!

Have you ever noticed the gleam of a wet road under yellow streetlamps? It almost looks like a road made out of dirty gold, the way it gleams, so dully. Footsteps make no sound and even if they would, there aren't any footsteps that accompany mine. I walk alone (pretty much like Greenday, but without the aa-aa, aa-aa's!) I love the road when its like this, the rain has stopped, but some stray drops that the leaves overhead collected fall on my hair, glinting like tiny sequins I might have forgotten to shake away.
If it should start to pour now, I would like to get drenched in the cold rain. I would love to let my cotton clothes soak and cling to my skin. The water gets in my eyes, I have to close them and wipe the water away from my eyelids. The water enters my mouth, my face is wet, and I do little to stop that. My hair is heavy with the rainwater.... it will be frizzy when it dries. There are puddles and pools, a few more hours of uninterrupted rains, and it will 'flood'... When the rain stops, it would have washed up silt, dirt and grime up on this very road.
There are many reasons for which people hate the rains. And I have only one true reason to love them so much. I'm a dreamer and an incurable romantic, and walks in the rains, are right on top of my list!

(PS..the picture that accompanies this post is of course, part of my super modest photography, taken in a puddle in Coimbatore! )

Joooone!

I never knew it would be JUNE
this SOON!
I'm very pleased, I must add!
Pretty crappy month, though, June,
I like July way better!